The Mid-Autumn Festival is different from other festivals.
Like New Year's Day, you feel that on December 31st, the clock hands pass 0 o'clock, and tomorrow is the start of the holiday.
What about the Mid-Autumn Festival?
Mid-Autumn Festival is when you see the full moon hanging in the sky after it's completely dark, and that's when you realize, "Oh, so today really is Mid-Autumn Festival."
Lu Yibei moved two deck chairs to the front door.
This time it wasn't discrimination against Chen Jingyi, it was simply because there were only two recliners at home.
Ji Qingqian was quite full after eating.
As she followed in Lu Yibei's footsteps, she stroked her round belly:
"...It's been six months."
"Shut up."
Ji Qingqian continued to stroke her belly:
"Judging from your father's attitude, he doesn't want us anymore, but don't worry, child, Mom can raise you all by herself..."
Lu Yibei glanced at his neighbor's door; thankfully, no one was out admiring the moon like they were.
Otherwise, if he encounters someone who believes everything he hears, he might really become a scumbag who starts something and then abandons it.
Lu Yibei wiped down the rarely used recliner, then called to Ji Qingqian:
"Come on, lie down."
Ji Qingqian hummed in agreement, obediently lay down, and then spoke again:
"Abei."
"Um."
Lu Yibei was wiping another deck chair.
The sun was shining brightly during the day and it was warm at night, making it a perfect day for enjoying the breeze and cool off.
"Dinner was delicious."
"I can tell." Lu Yibei smiled helplessly, "You've had three or four bowls of rice."
"Did you eat too much?"
"No, I wish you would eat more."
Lu Yibei also lay down on the recliner.
The two recliners were placed very close together, and he could see Ms. Ji, who was also tilting her head and staring at him, just by turning his head.
The girl bathed in moonlight seemed even more radiant and holy than usual.
When she tilted her head, her profile was delicate and beautiful, her eyelashes fluttering like a cool, ethereal mist.
Lu Yibei thought he had long since become desensitized to her face, but when he looked at it again, he could still feel the deepest stirrings in his heart.
It's like the moon reflected in the sea encountering the wind.
"Chang'e is destined to ascend to the heavens."
Lu Yibei said with a smile, "But if she's fed a little more, she might not be able to fly anymore."
Ji Qingqian's eyes curved into a smile: "Not only can I not fly anymore, but I don't want to fly anymore either. My stomach has been locked in by your cooking skills."
"Looks like I'll have to cook more often then," Lu Yibei said.
“You have to teach me,” Ji Qingqian said.
“If you teach your apprentice to starve yourself, won’t you abandon me then?” Lu Yibei said.
"Master, why don't you just keep improving?"
After a brief, indifferent reply, Ji Qingqian said earnestly, "You should teach me well, and I also want to cook for you."
Lu Yibei chuckled and replied:
"Okay, let's wait until later."
"good."
Ji Qingqian agreed and then looked up at the moon.
Lu Yibei looked at the moon again, but he couldn't help but be drawn to the girl beside him.
"it's beautiful…"
"Mm," Ji Qingqian said.
Lu Yibei chuckled again.
The unmoved response from the female knight Qingqian was probably because she thought he was praising the moon.
The moon is unaware of its tranquil brightness, and doesn't even know that it is the moon.
This pretty young girl seems to be the same way.
“Abei,” the girl said.
"Um."
"moonlight…"
"ah?"
"It looks like the color of milk tea."
Lu Yibei: ?
No, heroine, you…
She turned around on the recliner and looked behind her.
Chen Jingyi had just finished using the restroom and arrived late.
"Does my little sister want some milk tea?"
Ji Qingqian called her sister more often than Lu Yibei.
Shen Jingyi was taken aback; the girl had a sweet tooth.
Although she ate quite a bit for dinner and her stomach was round and full, the milk tea was actually in a different stomach.
“…No, I don’t think so,” Shen Jingyi replied with some difficulty.
As she spoke, she rubbed her chubby chin again.
Chen Jingyi has a well-proportioned figure, neither fat nor thin, but her face is chubby and looks a bit round.
Teenage girls are precisely the ones who are troubled by this kind of thing.
Ji Nvxia's mind is actually quite straightforward; she's not good at reading between the lines and completely fails to understand her sister's conflicted feelings.
…She didn’t notice at all.
The younger sister's anxiety intensified after seeing her.
Such a slim waist, such a thin face, such long legs... and breasts... Damn it, why are her breasts bigger than hers when she's so thin?
"What would you like to drink, Uncle? I'll order."
Ji Qingqian asked Lu Yibei, and after searching, she was surprised to find that even in the village, she could order milk tea from most brands.
Lu Yibei didn't answer. He looked at his sister and suddenly asked:
"Chen Jingyi, do you really think you can lose weight by drinking one less cup of milk tea?"
Shen Jingyi glared at her.
Straight men of steel! Straight men of steel! How awful!
Lu Yibei added:
"Similarly, drinking an extra cup of milk tea won't make you fat. Come on, if you refuse Qingqian's first invitation, you might miss out on good things next time."
The meditation ritual was a profound reflection.
Her heart was indeed not strong enough; she succumbed to the devil's temptation so easily.
…I must work hard to strengthen my willpower in the future.
However, that's a matter for the future.
Shen Jingyi quickly walked to Ji Qingqian's side.
He mentioned a type of food that Lu Yibei had never ordered before, and then he went on to use a bunch of technical terms like "no ice," "add boba to xx," and "if you want xx, go to oo."
Lu Yibei felt a little numb after hearing this.
He often drinks milk tea, but he only ever drinks it for its sweetness and never orders any toppings.
This chapter is not finished, please click the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com